Chapter Nine
Best Sex Ever
This is where the story should have ended with Bulma absolutely happy, but it didn't. Vegeta confided in her his secret, his deepest, darkest secret. He was not of this earth, but an alien of a dead race, the Prince of said dead race, and he could fly. Bulma mocked him almost immediately; she would've believed him had he not thrown in the part about flying. People can't fly. Alien or no. It defied the laws of gravity, the laws Sir Isaac Newton had come up with! Moreover, Isaac Newton was a freaking genius of the times! So he showed her, the hard way.
She screamed as her head broke through cumulous clouds and beat upon Vegeta's back. He only smirked, fully satisfied.
"You know, you should've at least taken me away on a white horse or something! Hell, a black one for how evil you are would've worked just fine!" Bulma yelled at him.
"I love you too," he smirked, slamming his lips into hers.
"I hate you so much!" she screeched as their lips parted.
"I know," he purred, "that's why I love you so much."
He took her to heaven and back, in more ways than one. And he'd do it all over again.
His story ended here, with Bulma in his arms, happiness only on his mind. And the fact that he and Bulma had the best sex ever. Bulma's story ended here as well, with her in Vegeta's arms, love in her heart, and thoughts of the best sex ever. With Vegeta, of course.
This is where their story began together, with the best sex ever. Which in turn, caused a semi-forced marriage via Bulma's carry-on. Stupid night of the best sex ever.
To Be Continued...
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Short, I know. Don't worry, I'm planning another story to tie with this one.
POAS
Best Sex Ever
This is where the story should have ended with Bulma absolutely happy, but it didn't. Vegeta confided in her his secret, his deepest, darkest secret. He was not of this earth, but an alien of a dead race, the Prince of said dead race, and he could fly. Bulma mocked him almost immediately; she would've believed him had he not thrown in the part about flying. People can't fly. Alien or no. It defied the laws of gravity, the laws Sir Isaac Newton had come up with! Moreover, Isaac Newton was a freaking genius of the times! So he showed her, the hard way.
She screamed as her head broke through cumulous clouds and beat upon Vegeta's back. He only smirked, fully satisfied.
"You know, you should've at least taken me away on a white horse or something! Hell, a black one for how evil you are would've worked just fine!" Bulma yelled at him.
"I love you too," he smirked, slamming his lips into hers.
"I hate you so much!" she screeched as their lips parted.
"I know," he purred, "that's why I love you so much."
He took her to heaven and back, in more ways than one. And he'd do it all over again.
His story ended here, with Bulma in his arms, happiness only on his mind. And the fact that he and Bulma had the best sex ever. Bulma's story ended here as well, with her in Vegeta's arms, love in her heart, and thoughts of the best sex ever. With Vegeta, of course.
This is where their story began together, with the best sex ever. Which in turn, caused a semi-forced marriage via Bulma's carry-on. Stupid night of the best sex ever.
To Be Continued...
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Short, I know. Don't worry, I'm planning another story to tie with this one.
POAS